Online confessions are a bit disgusting and have the distinct odor of guilty conscience so I’ll keep the self flagellation and buck passing to a minimum.Today I purchased David Foster Wallace‘s “The Pale King” from Amazon.com. Yes … I read the New York Times article this morning about bookseller fury at Amazon being given the book before brick-and-mortar retailers, and I felt the characteristic frustration any retired indie bookseller would feel. Then mere hours later I surrendered to temptation and bought the book online.I’d like to claim that there was a moment of hesitation, that I wrestled with the better angels of my conscience but that would be a lie.